Hello, friends! I am not actually here right now as I'm on a road trip to Chicago to see Hamilton - yay! I'm so excited to be seeing the show and also to have Diane Burton as my guest on the blog while I am gone. Diane is here as part of the blog tour for her new release Numbers Never Lie and she's sharing a bit about the novel's Michigan setting. Take it away, Diane!
Isle Royale
Thanks so much for having me here today, Julie. I’m excited
to share my latest release, Numbers Never Lie, a romantic
suspense, that was over fifteen years in the making. Life intrusions made me
set this story aside until this year. It was so much fun to finish it and be
able to share it with everyone.
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The story takes place in West Michigan, near Grand Rapids,
Michigan’s second largest city. Maggie Sinclair’s best friend talked her into
helping with a group of girls who loved to camp. When her friend moved away,
Maggie “inherited” the group of fourteen-year-olds who desperately want to camp
at Isle Royale National Park.
Isle Royale (sounds like “royal”) is a rugged, isolated
island in Lake Superior. The only way to get there is by boat or sea plane from
Michigan, Wisconsin, or Minnesota. If you want solitude and adventure, it’s a
great place. Backpackers, hikers, boaters, fishermen, kayakers, and scuba
divers will find plenty to do. Camping on the island is primitive. But, if
roughing it isn’t your style, Rock Harbor Lodge is available June through
September. Maggie, her friend, and the girls prefer to rough it. Isle Royale
and the other 450 surrounding islands make up the National Park.
An abundance of wildlife live on the island. You’re liable
to come across moose, wolves, foxes, beavers, squirrels, plus pond life, like frogs,
salamanders, and turtles. The girls in Maggie’s group are gearing up for the
trip by learning as much as they can about the wildlife. One of the girls, who
wants to be an ornithologist, is studying birds in order to recognize the
different species. She even has a recording of bird songs so she can identify
the sounds they hear.
In preparation for the trip, the girls need to toughen up. Walking
every day and hiking each weekend would be ideal. But there’s one glitch. For
safety reasons, Maggie won’t take the girls camping without another adult. The
moms don’t want to and the dads are too busy. If only someone would volunteer.
When the girls thought all was lost and their camping days
were over, Ellen says her dad (Drew) will chaperone their weekend camping trip.
Yay!
But did Drew know what he volunteered for?
A
shocking secret brings danger to Jack Sinclair and his sister Maggie.
As kids,
they were the fearless threesome. As adults, Jack's an accountant; Drew, a
lawyer; Maggie, a teacher and camping troop leader. Upon returning from a weekend
camping trip, Maggie receives horrifying news. She refuses to believe her
brother Jack’s fatal car crash was an accident. If the police won’t
investigate, she’ll do it herself. Convincing Drew Campbell to help is her only
recourse.
Drew
Campbell was too busy to return his best friend’s phone call. Too busy to
attend a camping meeting important to his teen daughter. Too busy to stay in
touch with Jack. Logic and reason indicate Jack’s accident was just that--an
accident caused by fatigue and fog. Prodded by guilt, he’ll help Maggie even if
he thinks she’s wrong.
A
break-in at Jack’s condo convinces Maggie she’s right. Then her home is
searched. What did Jack do that puts Maggie in
danger?
Excerpt
Maggie Sinclair
wondered for the tenth time that morning why she hadn’t had her head examined
before agreeing to Ellen’s offer. The week before, Maggie called off the trip
when not one parent volunteered to chaperone. She hated disappointing the girls
who had been crushed when their leader moved away. For the past two months, they
talked about camping again. But week after week they returned with the same
news. Their mothers refused, and their dads were too busy.
So when Ellen
said her dad would help, the girls went wild. And Maggie, who should’ve known
better, believed Ellen who swore she’d asked and her father agreed. Maggie
should have followed up with a phone call, but years of avoiding Drew Campbell
prevailed. Years of unreciprocated longing—from when her heart first took
notice, through the years when he was single, then when he was married. Except
for that one time, she never let him know. Avoidance was best.
Now here she
was needing his help with the girls. Preparing them for a week-long camping
trip to Isle Royale had been Trish Morrow’s goal when she started the group
four years ago. The girls loved roughing it. They just needed more hiking and
camping experience before tackling the primitive island in Lake Superior.
Though they’d
gotten a late start this morning because of the fog, Maggie noticed the girls’
energy start to flag after the fifth mile of the hike. That was when she put
Drew Campbell at the front of the line. From the rear, she watched him trying
to set a faster pace—especially after Gretchen’s assurance that they could keep
up. The man was in a world of hurt even if he was making a concerted effort not
to show it. He looked so trim, so athletic, Maggie had assumed he was in good
shape.
Typical desk
jockey. He probably got his exercise in a climate-controlled gym. No, wait. In
a health club.
For better or
worse—and she was afraid worse was
the operative word—she was stuck with him for the next thirty hours.
Are we having fun yet? she mocked
herself as she tromped through the woods with eight tough little girls on the
brink of womanhood and her brother’s best friend. From the back of the line,
Maggie watched his long-legged stride and the way his navy golf shirt revealed
his strong shoulders and the way his
obviously new jeans conformed to his butt. She lifted the tail of the bandanna
knotted around her neck and wiped the sweat from her upper lip. She couldn’t
blame the sun for the heat coursing through her.
Okay, Sinclair,
she told herself, keep your mind on the matter at hand. And not how good
Campbell’s butt looked in tight new jeans.
Good Lord, she
felt fifteen again—instead of thirty-four. Her stomach in knots, her skin on
fire. Lusting after the man who said she kissed like a guppy.
Numbers Never Lie is available at Amazon.
About the Author:
Diane Burton combines her love of
mystery, adventure, science fiction and romance into writing romantic fiction.
Besides the science fiction romance
Switched and Outer Rim series,
she is the author of One Red Shoe, a
romantic suspense, and the Alex O’Hara PI mystery series. She is also a
contributor to two anthologies: Portals,
Volume 2 and How I Met My Husband.
Diane and her husband live in West Michigan. They have two children and five
grandchildren.
For more info and excerpts from her books,
visit Diane’s website: http://www.dianeburton.com
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Enjoy your road trip, Julie!
ReplyDeleteMust be a really big island if moose live there.
I'm sure camping with a bunch of girls was also more than Drew bargained for.
It's a very large island, Alex. Poor Drew. He had no idea what he volunteered for. Just shows he needed to really listen to his daughter. LOL
DeleteThanks for having me here today, Julie. Enjoy Hamilton!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on release Diane. Safe travels Julie.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Juneta.
DeleteHi Julie - if you want to give the ticket away - please send it here!! Enjoy ... lucky you. While Diane is an excellent guest poster - her books sounds really creepy and enticing - cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteCreep? LOL I don't think so, Hilary. I agree with you about lucky Julie, though.
DeleteHave fun on the road trip, Julie! I'm sure you'll enjoy the play, and I know you'll enjoy Chicago; I'm biased towards Chicago because I lived there for so long and love that city. And the story sounds cool! I must admit that I'd never volunteer to chaperone a bunch of campers, though. My idea of "camping" is similar to Shelley Long's version of it in the movie Troop Beverly Hills, where they all ended up in a luxury hotel before the end of the night. :)
ReplyDeleteLOL. Shelley had the right idea. :)
DeleteI've known Diane Burton since the early days of blogging best wishes to Diane for a smashing success with Numbers Never Lie.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations and all the best Diane!
ReplyDeleteHurray for the road trip! Have fun, Julie!
ReplyDeleteAnd great guest post, Diane! Numbers Never Lie sounds like such an intriguing mystery...
Enjoy your road trip! Always greta memories in the making:)
ReplyDeleteGrats, Diane! And I hope you're having a fabulous time, Julie!
ReplyDeleteHi Julie, I hope you're having a great trip!
ReplyDeleteHi Diane, congrats on your book. I'm so glad you shared it how long it took get the book done. It lets me know I'm not the only turtle out there. :)
Elsie
Thanks again for being here, Diane! And thanks for all the good wishes - I did have a great time on my trip and loved Hamilton. Thanks for visiting and supporting Diane while she was here! :)
ReplyDeleteDiane, I love your use of colorful metaphors. "Kissed like a guppy..." That's so good. I'd never heard that before but it conjures such an image.
ReplyDeleteJulie: I hope you loved Hamilton. I've heard that it is super entertaining. I don't know if I want to see it myself, as I'm not a fan of rap. But there have been people in the past who have tried to change my opinion on that. I might end up seeing it someday.
What a cool sounding island! I'd definitely want to camp there if it was nearby. Happy Book Birthday!
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